Chased by My Possessive Ex (Dylan) novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39

DYLAN

I felt overwhelmed as the people who just arrived gathered all around things I don’t exactly understand. Somehow, I feel like everything was and found myself bursting.

“Stop!” I shouted, and in an instant, the whole room became quig.

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Everybody was talking simultaneously about moving too fast. Suddenly, I got too overwhelmed

They were all stunned and turned towards me at once. Even Huer, who was busy on his laptop, raised his head and looked at me with a dark face. He then looked at all the people as if he was checking if anybody did something wrong that warranted my reaction. My eyes widened in shock when he suddenly raised his hand holding a gun.

“Tell me who pissed you off, little dove. And I’m going to end their life right now,” he announced coldly.

Panic spiked through me so fast I almost couldn’t breathe.

“Will you please stop that?” I blurted, stepping forward before I could think. My feet felt rooted, but I made myself move. I put my hands out between him and the nearest planner like a thin shield. “Nobody. Please–lower your gun.”

For a long beat he didn’t move. His eyes were hard, pupils pinpoint, like a man standing on a cliff. Around us, the wedding team went quiet–papers rustled, a glass clinked, and someone swallowed audibly. I could hear my own pulse in my ears.

“You really have a habit of using your body as a shield, do you?” His voice was low and dangerous.

“Just like you have a habit of pointing your gun when you feel like it,” I snapped, louder than I meant to. My voice shook. “Lower the gun.” I repeated. I stepped closer, closing the small space between us. My heart was still racing, but I had to steady my voice. “You can’t do that,” I said quietly. “You can’t make threats like that in front of people. It scares them.”

He smirked, “And you’re not?”

Somehow, his question struck a chord deep inside me. He might be the most dangerous man I’ve ever known, capable of things I couldn’t even imagine, yet… Not once have I truly feared him. Despite everything I’ve seen him do, I just know— somewhere deep in my gut–that he would never hurt me. Not physically, at least.

I can still feel the tension engulfing the entire room. No one dared to make afraid to make a mistake that may cost their lives.

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move. Everyone

And after what seems like an eternity, he finally lowered his gun

was

holding their breath,

“So, what seems to be the problem, little dove?” he asked.

“Make them leave,” I answered.

He frowned as his face darkened. He was glaring at me for a moment before he retreated.

“You heard her. Leave,” he ordered, and everyone moved in a swift. It didn’t even take more than five minutes before the whole room was empty. The only people left standing in the middle of the room were us.

He stood there, his hands in his pockets, looking at me with that dark expression that made my stomach twist. The silence between us was heavy–too heavy. I could almost hear the ticking of his jaw as he clenched it.

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding. “I don’t think we have to overdo this. We both know we’re only pretending. There’s no need to make it look so real. It’s not like we are really going to ge married.”

His

eyes narrowed dangerously, the kind of look that could make grown men beg for mercy. “Says who?” His voice was low but sharp as a blade.

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“What do you mean?” I said, standing my ground even though my voice wavered slightly. “We agreed that this is just for show. We’re not really-”

“We are getting married, Dylan,” he cut me off, his tone cold, fina).

I froze, my breath catching in my throat. His gaze was burning into me now, intense and unreadable. “You can’t be serious…” I whispered, unsure what to say.

He took a step forward, and instinctively, I stepped back–untily back hit the wall. He didn’t touch me, but the weight of his stare was enough to make me tremble.

“Oh, I’m very much serious, little dove,” he said.

I blinked, stunned. “What are you saying?”

He tilted his head, his expression unreadable now, but his eyes–hose cold, beautiful eyes–were full of something I couldn’t name. “You heard it right, baby,” he murmured. “You’ll be my wife. In name, and in papers.”

My lips parted. “Are you out of your mind?”

“Maybe, I am. And I’ll be even more insane if you keep on rejecting me. You don’t want that, do you?”

“I just got out of my miserable marriage. You can’t expect me to jump into another one just like that,” I insisted.

His jaw tightened, the muscle flexing as he stared at me like he was barely keeping his temper in check. “This isn’t just another marriage, Dylan,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “You think I’m doing this for a show? For business? No. I’m doing this because I want you–because I can’t stand the thought of any man touching you, even in your memories.”

My stomach dropped. The intensity in his tone wasn’t something I could brush off. It wasn’t empty jealousy–it was obsession, raw and unfiltered.

“Hunter…” I whispered, my throat suddenly dry. “You don’t mean that.”

“Oh, I mean every word,” he countered. He leaned closer until I could feel his fresh minty breath brushing against my face, and our lips were only inches away from each other. “You think I don’t know what that bastard did to you? You think I didn’t watch you pretend to smile when you were dying inside?” His voice cracked slightly, and for a fleeting moment, I saw the pain behind his fury. “I should’ve taken you away from him sooner.”

“I–I don’t understand,” I uttered, my voice trembling.

“There were a lot of things that you weren’t aware of, little dove,” he replied.

My heart was beating wildly now, torn between anger, confusion, and something far more dangerous. “You’re right,” I said, shaking my head. “But if there’s one thing that I was clearly aware of, it’s that I can’t do this again. I can’t live being in another loveless mar-”

His hand moved faster than my words. He slammed his palm against the wall beside my head, caging me in, his breath warm against my skin. “We have all the time in the world for that, little dove,” he growled. “I’ll make sure you’ll fall in love with me even before our wedding ends.”

I gasped softly, trying to steady my voice. “You can’t force me into this.”

He leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing my ear as he whispered, “Then don’t make me. Say yes, Dylan.”

“I said no, Hunter.” My voice came out firm this time, even though my heart was pounding so loud I could barely hear myself. “I’m not marrying you. I can’t.”

“Can’t?” he repeated, his tone low, mocking. “Or won’t?”

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I swallowed hard. “It doesn’t matter which one. The answer’s the same.

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For a moment, neither of us moved. Then, his jaw tightened, his expression turning darker by the second. “You’re still thinking about him, aren’t you?” he asked, voice like ice.

My stomach dropped. “What?”

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